Okay I’m about to give up one of my favorite recipes. It is so easy and every time I serve this dish I seem to be a bit of a Rock Star with my guests. Think Lady Gaga if she looked like Meat Loaf. LOL!
Keep in mind I’m not great with measurements so you will need to be a little creative. Here we go!
Things you will need:
- 2 good size pork tenderloins
-1 can of canned cherries or 2 cups of fresh pitted cherries – depending on the season and I usually am not all that interested in doing the pitting so I stick with the canned version. It all depends how “Martha” I’m feeling.
- 3 tablespoons of honey – only recommend if you are using the fresh cherries as the canned cherries are pretty sweet but will leave to you to decide if sweeter is better.
- Butcher’s string
- One bag of sliced almonds
- Salt and pepper
- 3 cloves of garlic – peeled and sliced paper thin – if you are not good at the paper-thin slicing method than just keep dicing until little bits.
- Goat cheese
- 1 cup of red wine (1/2 a bottle to enjoy while cooking LOL!)
- Olive oil
Preheat the oven to 375 degrees.
Slice both tenderloins down the middle just over 3 quarters through the tenderloin. Just be sure you don’t cut them all the way through or you are screwed and might as well switch over to your favorite pulled pork recipe.
In a bowl, combine the goat cheese and garlic and mix up. Be sure to add a little salt and pepper. Just be careful not to salt too much as it is used in several places in the recipe.
Open the tenderloins up on your cutting board, salt and pepper the insides. Distribute the mixture between the two pork tenderloins. Keep the mixture close to the middle of the tenderloins.
Now that the mixture is in the middle of the tenderloins, close them up and be sure not to squeeze the mixture out. Use the butcher’s string to tie the tenderloins closed.
I just tie the string around one end and then wrap the string all the way to the opposite end of the tenderloin, always making sure not to squeeze to tight, and then either tying at the other side or going back down around the tenderloin to the starting position and tying it there. You decide how best to do this for yourself ad I know you are one smart cookie.
In a frying pan, pour in a good bit of olive oil to cover the bottom of the pan and heat the pan up. Once at a good temperature to sear the tenderloins place each one in slowly and be careful not to burn yourself. Brown the meat on both sides and then remove and place each of the tenderloins in a baking dish and put the tenderloins within the dish inside the oven.
In the pan that you seared the pork in. pour in the cherries and wine. If you are using the canned cherries I would only pour in a half of the cherry juice from the can. If you are using the pitted cherries then also add the honey. If you are using the pitted cherries, I would add more than a cup of wine, but I’ll leave that with you to decide.
Add a pinch of salt and pepper and bring the cherries and wine up to a boil . As soon as it is bubbling, bring the temperature down to a simmer. Use a wooden spoon to scrape all those lovely bits of pork off the pan that are left behind from searing the pork. Let the mixture reduce while the pork cooks and you toast the almonds. Be sure to stir often.
The pork should cook for about 45 to 60 minutes depending on the size of the tenderloins. Once they are done, take the pork tenderloins out and cover with aluminum foil for 8 to 10 minutes to rest on the counter.
While the oven is still on, place the almonds on a roasting sheet and toast for a couple of minutes. Keep your eye on them as they can burn easily. Once they are golden brown, remove from the oven and place to the side.
Snip the string off the pork and slice the tenderloins up in to good size pieces and lay each piece on a platter one over the next so they cover about 2/3rds of the piece underneath. Be careful not to disturb the filling.
Once the pork is on the platter, pour over the lovely wine and cherry reduction and sprinkle on the toasted almonds and serve immediately.
Whenever I make this dish I usually make baby potatoes with butter and fresh herbs to go with it. Enjoy!
Saturday, March 19, 2011
Saturday, January 16, 2010
Visit Canada, get hurt, be prepared to be treated like trash!!
I am a true believer in the public health system. It is one of the big things that makes Canada the greatest country in the world. This week I had an opportunity to see what it would be like to have a private system and that preview was one of the scariest things I’ve encountered in my 37 years on this earth.
My husband Szejn and I had two friends from Italy come and visit. As we wanted to provide them with a little taste of Canada, Szejn decided to taking them skating. 20 minutes in to this truly Canadian experience one of our friends fell and ended up breaking his leg. The ambulance was called and he was taken to the hospital and this is where a combination of amazing care and the horror of no insurance coverage quickly converged.
As I was at work, I’m told quickly after arriving at the hospital almost a thousand dollars was quickly collected by the hospital to cover the ambulance ride and the emergency room visit. A visit, we would all quickly discover, would reveal that our friend had to have surgery to repair the leg.
When I arrived at the hospital, the room that I joined my friends in was called the cast room and was full of well-trained nurses and doctors attending to my friend. Just the sight of having that kind of care around him made me feel better as I immediately had confidence that he had every resource to repair his leg and take away the pain.
Slowly my reassurance turned and I started to see a pattern in the doctors, a mix of amazing medical care and the ring of the cash register in their ears. My confidence in their ability was quickly jaded by the aggressive nature in which the doctors wanted their fees paid. As they finished working on my friend and prepping his leg for surgery, the discussion quickly changed from care to cash. We were told we had to pay them for what they had just done and it would be $300.
We needed to pay and we needed to pay now. So with their portable visa machine in hand, the doctor took an imprint of our visa and collected his fee at the foot of the bed where my friend lay in pain. It was a little surreal, as even in a restaurant, they don’t collect after every course. You are treated like a human being and given the chance to pay your bill after the entire dinning experience is over but no such courtesy provided at the hospital.
The next medical professional we encountered was the surgeon, who told us that the friend would be able to have surgery and we would need to provide $3,000 for the surgery. There was a strong impression provided that if that if we didn’t come up with the money, our friend wouldn’t have the opportunity of the surgery. I was dumb struck be the very scenario that was unfolding in front of us.
So to sum up the list of expenses that were being presented to us: there was $1,000 paid for the ambulance and emergency room visit, $300 for the doctors to prep for surgery, $3,000 for our friend to get the surgery, which did not include the $1,000 we were told the anesthesiologist would charge and oh, I almost forgot, just over $2,000 a day for the hospital room. A room in which our friend would need to enjoy for a minimum of two days but maybe 3 so that is another $6,000. A total visit that could cost $12,000 and everyone wanted their money now.
As we had ever intention of taking care of the charges, we assumed the hospital and doctors would assist us in utilizing my friend’s Italian insurance. That was not the case, especially for the doctors who would hear nothing of the sort. The hospital, along with the doctor, didn’t want anything to do with the insurance he had, at least the hospital eventually agreed to bill my friend’s insurance.
So, not only did we have to worry about our friend having to endure surgery and the recovery, we now had worry about coming up with $12,000 on the spot. Szejn and I were quickly on the phone trying to see if we could get our credit card limits raised. Our friends, including the one in bed, had to go through their wallets to get pool their cash to get the surgery.
The surgeon didn’t even want to give us a detailed invoice of his services. He said he didn’t do that. We fought to explain that no insurance company would reimburse an invoice that didn’t have details of what the costs were for. So as his anger mounted by the insistence that we get some details, he went to the nurses station, grabbed a piece of scrap paper and scribbled down 5 points, most of which had nothing to do with what he did, as the items he had written were for services we paid outside of his surgical fee. The man may be a brilliant surgeon, but an ass of a human being.
Another example of this surgeon's character is when we actually tried to pay him. Even though initially said it would be $3,000, it ended up be $2,750. We had scrambled up the funds to pay him and when we presented him with the cash, he said he wouldn't accept it and would only take a cheque or credit card. When we insisted, he wouldn't even give any indication that his invoice had been paid. It was actually the wonderful nurse within the unit that my friend was staying in that agreed to sign the invoice as having been paid via cash. She signed her own name while the surgeon looked on. He made her hold the money while he finished his rounds.
This is the picture of our medical system and how it treats visitors to our country. If you think this look at our system is bad, one only has to express what one of the employees at the hospital said to Szejn. Her words were if you think this is bad, you should have seen the trouble that a person from Israel had last week.
Wow, they know they treat visitors from all sorts of countries badly and no one wants to do anything about it. Did any one ever tell the health authority that these visitors contribute greatly to our economy and the tax system that helps pay for the system. One only has to contact any Canadian tourist association to find out that visitors to this country contribute hundreds of millions of dollars to the economy.
Funny, I don’t see any warnings on the ads to draw visitors to Canada that invite them to Canada to spend their money, but be careful, don’t hurt yourself on the visit because you will be treated like trash at the hospital.
Oh, by the way, I forgot to mention the hospital room that my friend was charged $2,000 a day didn’t actually exist until his last night in the hospital. The hospital was too full and didn’t have any rooms so he stayed in the recovery room from surgery waiting for a room. Nice!
My husband Szejn and I had two friends from Italy come and visit. As we wanted to provide them with a little taste of Canada, Szejn decided to taking them skating. 20 minutes in to this truly Canadian experience one of our friends fell and ended up breaking his leg. The ambulance was called and he was taken to the hospital and this is where a combination of amazing care and the horror of no insurance coverage quickly converged.
As I was at work, I’m told quickly after arriving at the hospital almost a thousand dollars was quickly collected by the hospital to cover the ambulance ride and the emergency room visit. A visit, we would all quickly discover, would reveal that our friend had to have surgery to repair the leg.
When I arrived at the hospital, the room that I joined my friends in was called the cast room and was full of well-trained nurses and doctors attending to my friend. Just the sight of having that kind of care around him made me feel better as I immediately had confidence that he had every resource to repair his leg and take away the pain.
Slowly my reassurance turned and I started to see a pattern in the doctors, a mix of amazing medical care and the ring of the cash register in their ears. My confidence in their ability was quickly jaded by the aggressive nature in which the doctors wanted their fees paid. As they finished working on my friend and prepping his leg for surgery, the discussion quickly changed from care to cash. We were told we had to pay them for what they had just done and it would be $300.
We needed to pay and we needed to pay now. So with their portable visa machine in hand, the doctor took an imprint of our visa and collected his fee at the foot of the bed where my friend lay in pain. It was a little surreal, as even in a restaurant, they don’t collect after every course. You are treated like a human being and given the chance to pay your bill after the entire dinning experience is over but no such courtesy provided at the hospital.
The next medical professional we encountered was the surgeon, who told us that the friend would be able to have surgery and we would need to provide $3,000 for the surgery. There was a strong impression provided that if that if we didn’t come up with the money, our friend wouldn’t have the opportunity of the surgery. I was dumb struck be the very scenario that was unfolding in front of us.
So to sum up the list of expenses that were being presented to us: there was $1,000 paid for the ambulance and emergency room visit, $300 for the doctors to prep for surgery, $3,000 for our friend to get the surgery, which did not include the $1,000 we were told the anesthesiologist would charge and oh, I almost forgot, just over $2,000 a day for the hospital room. A room in which our friend would need to enjoy for a minimum of two days but maybe 3 so that is another $6,000. A total visit that could cost $12,000 and everyone wanted their money now.
As we had ever intention of taking care of the charges, we assumed the hospital and doctors would assist us in utilizing my friend’s Italian insurance. That was not the case, especially for the doctors who would hear nothing of the sort. The hospital, along with the doctor, didn’t want anything to do with the insurance he had, at least the hospital eventually agreed to bill my friend’s insurance.
So, not only did we have to worry about our friend having to endure surgery and the recovery, we now had worry about coming up with $12,000 on the spot. Szejn and I were quickly on the phone trying to see if we could get our credit card limits raised. Our friends, including the one in bed, had to go through their wallets to get pool their cash to get the surgery.
The surgeon didn’t even want to give us a detailed invoice of his services. He said he didn’t do that. We fought to explain that no insurance company would reimburse an invoice that didn’t have details of what the costs were for. So as his anger mounted by the insistence that we get some details, he went to the nurses station, grabbed a piece of scrap paper and scribbled down 5 points, most of which had nothing to do with what he did, as the items he had written were for services we paid outside of his surgical fee. The man may be a brilliant surgeon, but an ass of a human being.
Another example of this surgeon's character is when we actually tried to pay him. Even though initially said it would be $3,000, it ended up be $2,750. We had scrambled up the funds to pay him and when we presented him with the cash, he said he wouldn't accept it and would only take a cheque or credit card. When we insisted, he wouldn't even give any indication that his invoice had been paid. It was actually the wonderful nurse within the unit that my friend was staying in that agreed to sign the invoice as having been paid via cash. She signed her own name while the surgeon looked on. He made her hold the money while he finished his rounds.
This is the picture of our medical system and how it treats visitors to our country. If you think this look at our system is bad, one only has to express what one of the employees at the hospital said to Szejn. Her words were if you think this is bad, you should have seen the trouble that a person from Israel had last week.
Wow, they know they treat visitors from all sorts of countries badly and no one wants to do anything about it. Did any one ever tell the health authority that these visitors contribute greatly to our economy and the tax system that helps pay for the system. One only has to contact any Canadian tourist association to find out that visitors to this country contribute hundreds of millions of dollars to the economy.
Funny, I don’t see any warnings on the ads to draw visitors to Canada that invite them to Canada to spend their money, but be careful, don’t hurt yourself on the visit because you will be treated like trash at the hospital.
Oh, by the way, I forgot to mention the hospital room that my friend was charged $2,000 a day didn’t actually exist until his last night in the hospital. The hospital was too full and didn’t have any rooms so he stayed in the recovery room from surgery waiting for a room. Nice!
Friday, January 1, 2010
What the New Year means to me!! Happy 2010!!
2010! I'm feeling very good about the passing of 2009. It was a very hard year for me, but I did take control of many of the issues that I was facing. The year was full of self-evaluation initiated by self-preservation that allowed me to make the decisions that needed to be made for myself. I said goodbye to a job that had drained the happiness from me. I finished the year trying to build myself back up from nothing. I don’t know if I feel stronger or more vulnerable then I did prior to 2009. Time will tell!
I can say for one thing that I feel very positive about 2010. I don’t know if it is the fact that it is the beginning of a new year or the beginning of a new decade. Which ever it is, it provides an opportunity for a blank slate. Who doesn’t like a chance to start fresh?
I know, I know, every year we make resolutions and most of those are not kept. That is okay, resolutions are part of our goals and dreams and if we don’t have dreams and things to look forward to then we don’t have very much. So I say yes to looking to a new year and hoping to be better at living than the year before. That is my goal; I want to be better at living. I want to be more engaged. I want to exercise more, I want to read more and I want to laugh more.
If you are reading this then I wish you a new year full of possibility and full of happiness. Go forth and conquer!!
I can say for one thing that I feel very positive about 2010. I don’t know if it is the fact that it is the beginning of a new year or the beginning of a new decade. Which ever it is, it provides an opportunity for a blank slate. Who doesn’t like a chance to start fresh?
I know, I know, every year we make resolutions and most of those are not kept. That is okay, resolutions are part of our goals and dreams and if we don’t have dreams and things to look forward to then we don’t have very much. So I say yes to looking to a new year and hoping to be better at living than the year before. That is my goal; I want to be better at living. I want to be more engaged. I want to exercise more, I want to read more and I want to laugh more.
If you are reading this then I wish you a new year full of possibility and full of happiness. Go forth and conquer!!
Sunday, November 22, 2009
Why do I support Michael Ignatieff?
I had some good friends over for dinner a couple of weeks ago and the topic of politics came up. I was asked why I like Michael Ignatieff and I thought that is a great question.
I don’t believe many people ask themselves why they support their political leaders enough. In fact I think most people just follow the pack without really even understanding who they support. How else can one explain Rob Anders, a virtual buffoon of a man who is the MP for Calgary West?
Even in his own party he is an embarrassment and yet the sheep of Calgary West continue to elect him just because he is part of the Conservative Party. It is the scariest most mindless and uneducated way of exercising one’s vote. If you don’t believe me, I dare you to look up his record on the internet and you will be astonished that a person like that can lead. Anyway, I apologize for getting off topic, but the stupidity of mechanical Conservative support provokes that in me. The main reason for this is so that I can express why I support Michael Ignatieff and I’m proud to do that very thing.
To me, I believe Mr. Ignatieff is a good person, who is well educated and represents the ideals of the Liberal Party. He is a man that has been engaged in the world and in my opinion truly understands the complex world of international relations. This is clearly demonstrated by his involvement in the world we live. Whether it is teaching at one of Canada’s top schools or at Oxford or Harvard, he is engaged in the bigger picture and is able to promote Canadian ideals around the globe.
After all, Oxford and Harvard are two establishments are two of the most respected educational institutions in the world and have educated some of the great leaders from every corner of the globe. They picked Mr. Ignatieff to contribute to that and understand the great amount of insight and knowledge he has to share.
His background includes being Director of the Carr Center for Human Rights Policy at the John F. Kennedy School of Government and the Chancellor Jackman Professor in Human Rights Policy at the University of Toronto. Those two facts alone make him better qualified than Stephan Harper to be leader of Canada, but that alone is not why I think he should lead Canada.
Yes, he is a man that has studied the past, a PH.D in History from Harvard, and in the words of Sir Winston Churchill, “Those who fail to learn from the past are doomed to repeat it” and with his understanding of the past, he is well position to lead in to the future, but there is more to him. I’ve been keeping track of him as he has gone out to visit all parts of Canada, and I truly believe he has a love for this country and its people.
Mr. Ignatieff has everything it takes to be a great leader. Yes, he has made some mistakes, but with his background and commitment, I do believe once elected he will be a great leader of Canada and I will proud to call him Prime Minister.
I don’t believe many people ask themselves why they support their political leaders enough. In fact I think most people just follow the pack without really even understanding who they support. How else can one explain Rob Anders, a virtual buffoon of a man who is the MP for Calgary West?
Even in his own party he is an embarrassment and yet the sheep of Calgary West continue to elect him just because he is part of the Conservative Party. It is the scariest most mindless and uneducated way of exercising one’s vote. If you don’t believe me, I dare you to look up his record on the internet and you will be astonished that a person like that can lead. Anyway, I apologize for getting off topic, but the stupidity of mechanical Conservative support provokes that in me. The main reason for this is so that I can express why I support Michael Ignatieff and I’m proud to do that very thing.
To me, I believe Mr. Ignatieff is a good person, who is well educated and represents the ideals of the Liberal Party. He is a man that has been engaged in the world and in my opinion truly understands the complex world of international relations. This is clearly demonstrated by his involvement in the world we live. Whether it is teaching at one of Canada’s top schools or at Oxford or Harvard, he is engaged in the bigger picture and is able to promote Canadian ideals around the globe.
After all, Oxford and Harvard are two establishments are two of the most respected educational institutions in the world and have educated some of the great leaders from every corner of the globe. They picked Mr. Ignatieff to contribute to that and understand the great amount of insight and knowledge he has to share.
His background includes being Director of the Carr Center for Human Rights Policy at the John F. Kennedy School of Government and the Chancellor Jackman Professor in Human Rights Policy at the University of Toronto. Those two facts alone make him better qualified than Stephan Harper to be leader of Canada, but that alone is not why I think he should lead Canada.
Yes, he is a man that has studied the past, a PH.D in History from Harvard, and in the words of Sir Winston Churchill, “Those who fail to learn from the past are doomed to repeat it” and with his understanding of the past, he is well position to lead in to the future, but there is more to him. I’ve been keeping track of him as he has gone out to visit all parts of Canada, and I truly believe he has a love for this country and its people.
Mr. Ignatieff has everything it takes to be a great leader. Yes, he has made some mistakes, but with his background and commitment, I do believe once elected he will be a great leader of Canada and I will proud to call him Prime Minister.
Saturday, November 21, 2009
Why I am a Liberal!
I am a Liberal for many reasons, the first being the very fact that it was under the Liberal Government that, as a gay man, I was able to marry the man I love. This is the first thing I will forever be indebted to the party for. However, that does not define solely why I am a Liberal.
I am a Liberal as I believe strongly in Canada. I believe in sovereignty as a country. I do not want to be an American. Yes, I understand that we are closely tied, but still very different and I believe in Canada’s strengths and the subtleties that make us truly distinct. Our agenda needs to be strongly defined within a diplomatic and reasonable context.
I love our country and all it stands for. I believe we should take care of each other with strong social programs. I believe in Universal Health Care. I believe in the CBC, a strong Canadian voice broadcasting and embracing the wonderful differences of all corners of the country.
I believe we live in a small world that has all its inhabitants closely intertwined. I believe in diplomacy. I believe in understanding other cultures and nations and not pushing ourselves on the world, but working with others to create strong and mutually beneficial relationships.
I believe in a Canada that is made up of many different cultures. I love the fabric of the country that is made up of many different ways of thinking. I DO NOT believe we are a melting pot, where everyone has to become one idea of Canada. I believe in a cultural mosaic that is full of all the wonderful things that come with a diverse country. I believe our country continues to evolve as the make up of our country changes. I do understand that change will not always be easy.
Being Liberal is not easy, especially in Alberta. This is a culture that is conservative without even really knowing why they are Conservative. This is a province full of people that can’t pass the word Liberal through their lips without some kind of physical reaction. However I think the majority of “Conservatives” in Alberta are more Liberal than they care to admit.
These are the people that want to be fiscally conservative, but they also enjoy and are proud of having universal health care, great education systems, pensions for when they are old and employment insurance for when they lose their jobs. These are the good people that want to take care of their fellow Canadians. They want a strong economy with safeguards that don’t let greed destroy the very lifestyle we have all worked hard to create.
These conservatives I speak of just don’t realize that things they hold so dear are some of the most basic fundamentals of being a Liberal in Canada. This is very far from where the Conservatives would take this country if they reach a majority under the leadership of Stephen Harper and therefore the main reason why I will never be a Conservative. I believe if the Conservatives had won a majority earlier, I believe their “be American” laissez-faire government philosophy would have seen changes that would have allowed regulations to be relaxed and put as a greater risk for an even worse recession then we are right now.
Why I am not a Conservative. I do not believe that we have to bow down to the Americans. I do not believe that we have to follow the agenda of the United States. I do believe they are great neighbours that offer us a lot, but that does not mean we do not need to stick up for ourselves as Canadians.
I do not believe in squashing people who don’t meet a certain criteria. I do not believe that religion has any place in government. I believe in allowing people of all faiths, sexual orientations, genders and cultures to have equal freedom and respect.
I am a Liberal and proud of it.
I am a Liberal as I believe strongly in Canada. I believe in sovereignty as a country. I do not want to be an American. Yes, I understand that we are closely tied, but still very different and I believe in Canada’s strengths and the subtleties that make us truly distinct. Our agenda needs to be strongly defined within a diplomatic and reasonable context.
I love our country and all it stands for. I believe we should take care of each other with strong social programs. I believe in Universal Health Care. I believe in the CBC, a strong Canadian voice broadcasting and embracing the wonderful differences of all corners of the country.
I believe we live in a small world that has all its inhabitants closely intertwined. I believe in diplomacy. I believe in understanding other cultures and nations and not pushing ourselves on the world, but working with others to create strong and mutually beneficial relationships.
I believe in a Canada that is made up of many different cultures. I love the fabric of the country that is made up of many different ways of thinking. I DO NOT believe we are a melting pot, where everyone has to become one idea of Canada. I believe in a cultural mosaic that is full of all the wonderful things that come with a diverse country. I believe our country continues to evolve as the make up of our country changes. I do understand that change will not always be easy.
Being Liberal is not easy, especially in Alberta. This is a culture that is conservative without even really knowing why they are Conservative. This is a province full of people that can’t pass the word Liberal through their lips without some kind of physical reaction. However I think the majority of “Conservatives” in Alberta are more Liberal than they care to admit.
These are the people that want to be fiscally conservative, but they also enjoy and are proud of having universal health care, great education systems, pensions for when they are old and employment insurance for when they lose their jobs. These are the good people that want to take care of their fellow Canadians. They want a strong economy with safeguards that don’t let greed destroy the very lifestyle we have all worked hard to create.
These conservatives I speak of just don’t realize that things they hold so dear are some of the most basic fundamentals of being a Liberal in Canada. This is very far from where the Conservatives would take this country if they reach a majority under the leadership of Stephen Harper and therefore the main reason why I will never be a Conservative. I believe if the Conservatives had won a majority earlier, I believe their “be American” laissez-faire government philosophy would have seen changes that would have allowed regulations to be relaxed and put as a greater risk for an even worse recession then we are right now.
Why I am not a Conservative. I do not believe that we have to bow down to the Americans. I do not believe that we have to follow the agenda of the United States. I do believe they are great neighbours that offer us a lot, but that does not mean we do not need to stick up for ourselves as Canadians.
I do not believe in squashing people who don’t meet a certain criteria. I do not believe that religion has any place in government. I believe in allowing people of all faiths, sexual orientations, genders and cultures to have equal freedom and respect.
I am a Liberal and proud of it.
Wednesday, November 18, 2009
Why?
Last night I had to go out to run an errand (aka wine run). As I crossed the street next to my building I ended up being caught behind a very attractive couple. The lady walking her small little shih tzu and the man walking his great big black lab. Very sweet and how reflective of the need to assert your gender identity through the ownership of the stereotypical type of dog. Why do men always feel the bigger dog, the more manly they are. Guess that is the same idea as some men and their trucks, the bigger the better. Well in my mind I always think the bigger the truck, the smaller the penis. Anyway I digress.
This couple I was walking behind were both dressed in that relaxed, I don't give a care manner that seems to prevail today. That is fine when you are out walking the dogs in the shadows of the evening darkness. God knows on those early morning walks I ain't so pretty either. However, I did have one very big problem with the lady. She was wearing sweats and not just any sweat pants, but ones with letters on her ass. I ask you why? Why does anyone think this is at all attractive or cute or flattering or at all appropriate.
Even the most attractive person, who might have a great body, looks like trailer trash when sporting sweats with a big old word slapped across the cheeks. It can be "Roots" or "Husky" or some other pathetic promotional gimmick, but whatever the word they are sporting is, I'm sorry to say, makes you look like an ass. If you are reading this and you own a pair you may feel this a bit harsh, but maybe this is the direct intervention you need to just say "NO" to this kind of thing.
Sweats, in my opinion, are the downfall to society and at the very least the down fall to fashion. However, when I see those words riding so close to the asshole of its owner, all I think is ASS! It is not my fault, If you are going to force me to look there, then I'm naturally going to make the association.
Please, throw out those sweats and stop annoying me already. Think of tossing those trashy pants as your contribution to a better world, a world where the ass doesn't lead the discussion, but follows discreetly behind.
This couple I was walking behind were both dressed in that relaxed, I don't give a care manner that seems to prevail today. That is fine when you are out walking the dogs in the shadows of the evening darkness. God knows on those early morning walks I ain't so pretty either. However, I did have one very big problem with the lady. She was wearing sweats and not just any sweat pants, but ones with letters on her ass. I ask you why? Why does anyone think this is at all attractive or cute or flattering or at all appropriate.
Even the most attractive person, who might have a great body, looks like trailer trash when sporting sweats with a big old word slapped across the cheeks. It can be "Roots" or "Husky" or some other pathetic promotional gimmick, but whatever the word they are sporting is, I'm sorry to say, makes you look like an ass. If you are reading this and you own a pair you may feel this a bit harsh, but maybe this is the direct intervention you need to just say "NO" to this kind of thing.
Sweats, in my opinion, are the downfall to society and at the very least the down fall to fashion. However, when I see those words riding so close to the asshole of its owner, all I think is ASS! It is not my fault, If you are going to force me to look there, then I'm naturally going to make the association.
Please, throw out those sweats and stop annoying me already. Think of tossing those trashy pants as your contribution to a better world, a world where the ass doesn't lead the discussion, but follows discreetly behind.
Thursday, September 10, 2009
My best friend!
I met my best friend over 12 years ago. I don't remember the actual year, but we were both in college at the time. She was as she is today, a fabulously funny confident woman. Full of wit and full of love and an amazingly sincere, thoughtful lady. Through the years we have gone through so much together. We even ended up being a couple for a while!
Yes, I'm gay and she is straight, but there was a time when I was in denial and we became fast friends, which grew to a deep sense of caring and eventually love. Yes, a gay man and a straight woman can fall in love. It is a different kind of love. For a while it masked itself in a pseudo hetrosexual relationship, but eventually we evolved to what it is today, the love of a true friend and soul mate, and a kind of love that I will always be able to count on.
As I already mentioned, she is a thoughtful amazing lady. I am constantly astounded by the fact that she always remembers to call at the right time and a card always arrives for Christmas and birthdays on time. She has a special gift for making people feel loved and cared for.
My life is truly better with her in it and I'm so grateful for such a lovely person to call a friend. Thank you Joanne for always being there and always taking the time for me. Now that I'm married you treat Szejn the same way. Your card of course arrived today, perfectly timed for Szejn's birthday, making him feel special and loved. For that and so much more, I love you.
Okay, time to close this off. I feel like I'm writing a request to one of those crapy late night radio shows. Well no Delilah for me! Joanne, you know what I'm talking about.
Yes, I'm gay and she is straight, but there was a time when I was in denial and we became fast friends, which grew to a deep sense of caring and eventually love. Yes, a gay man and a straight woman can fall in love. It is a different kind of love. For a while it masked itself in a pseudo hetrosexual relationship, but eventually we evolved to what it is today, the love of a true friend and soul mate, and a kind of love that I will always be able to count on.
As I already mentioned, she is a thoughtful amazing lady. I am constantly astounded by the fact that she always remembers to call at the right time and a card always arrives for Christmas and birthdays on time. She has a special gift for making people feel loved and cared for.
My life is truly better with her in it and I'm so grateful for such a lovely person to call a friend. Thank you Joanne for always being there and always taking the time for me. Now that I'm married you treat Szejn the same way. Your card of course arrived today, perfectly timed for Szejn's birthday, making him feel special and loved. For that and so much more, I love you.
Okay, time to close this off. I feel like I'm writing a request to one of those crapy late night radio shows. Well no Delilah for me! Joanne, you know what I'm talking about.
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